Election Series: "Caged" by Chloe Glass

CagedBy Chloe GlassIdaho

As I stood there With my hands tight over my earsMy mind screamed at meThis isn’t true, it can’t be true--I will wake up tomorrow with a hope for the futureNot this despair sitting so heavy in my chest

There is an earthquake inside my body“Everything is falling apart,”I said with wet cheeks and a shaken voice because--This one night past cages:Millions of faces behind the bars of their own beingKey gripped in the hands of an unreachable man

I didn’t understand how we’d ever escape--We’d starve, freeze, lying on the cold hard groundCaged, we would beLife filled up with nothing but a desire for the pastA peaceful transition? Closer in relation to a horse hiding men.

But in such impending terror I seem to forget--Though we may be cagedWe resemble nothing close to what is weak.Those bars will bend by the strength of our fistsAnd we will stand back up by the kindness of each other's handsWe will break free from this nightmare.

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